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Kitten

I like food
Cuz food is tasty
I eat it fast
Cuz I is hasty
And I lick my plate clean
Cuz I ain't wasty
Stronger

Can you hear me?
Can you hear my call?
I want you to see,
I'm not about to fall.

I've become stronger,
So you can't hurt me.
I'm going to live longer,
So you can see.
I'm not as weak,
as I was before.
My change has reached a peak.
I'm no longer an open door.

So before you try,
to compare me and you.
You might want to pray,
because I will always be,
stronger than you.
RedLantern

Empty, hollow, or disconnected

I can't find the right words,
To make you more than hear

I feel disconnected

Driving ashore,

Far away,
From you, It's true.

Would we ever see each other again

Will we ever be happy, together,

As to share smiles, and jokes?

We used too,

But
What would we do,
Now,

We've been leading our lives

If we did it good, or if we did it wrong,

I could not state that,
But I know where I did wrong

And where would we do right, will I ever be so sure of that?

We've been, apart.

I just wish,

We could meet again.
RedLantern

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Chromatte wrote:

I like it, though it does come off like the bridge to an EDM song. I can see Tristram or Made on, making an interesting track out of it.

Well, thank you! :)


I would check them out later, but this isn't! ;)! :) ))
RedLantern

~ But it's toxic! ~

You can call it toxic,

But you can't help it,

You keep going,

You keep going at it,

Shame,
But people do not
Understand
Why shouldn't
Get hook up on You?

Sweet lady.

Snow is falling,
But I still got eyes only for you,

I'm burnt and tired,
And can't help to feel it,

The Hype,
It's not sane,
I guess,

I should stop hanging-out with you,
Mary-Jane.

/! Warn, I don't do any kind of drugs or else, this is purely a fictionnal poem, because I'm bored, and I couldn't express more the boredom, and such as being high on drugs, it feels like you're high on anything, when you're bored out of your skull.

This isn't really anything but a "let-out" poem, but tell me, maybe I should edit, or something.

I don't really know if all that stuff is or isn't "allowed" to talk publicly, in fact. Even if it talks about stopping or else.

I've just been trying to do something else, something really different from my own activity-zone, just to see if I could come up with something.

Well, anyway.

*roll eyes*


Well, I don't know, maybe we should do a PG-Adult art&creativy forums, as we go?

I mean, why wouldn't we do one, if the public politic is to do not allow anything to "non legally major" stumble across something like this, and keep in mind that majority is different in different country, so I don't really know how you guys from rpr gets the whole "law-abiding" stuff around.

Just to point that out : Japan majority is 21 if I recall, there are country where it's even lower than 18.

I don't know how you guys manage the whole stuff.
RedLantern

~ In your mind ~

In your mind,
Everything is wrong,

I might look like
I got nothing on

But in my mind
I already made plans,

I work on.

I got nothing, in fact
I got no idea,
Got no inspiration

I can't proove you
Either right,
or wrong,

All I know
Is
Everything
Looks wrong,
in You.
RedLantern

~ Bored and Alone~
~ Alt. title: Dream ~


Bored and Alone,

I dream,

At night, a butler comes,
and wakes me.

His tall and his face is dark, yet smiling,

He asks me,
"Tea or Coffee?"
I answer,
"Rather Tea,
Please."

And he is off,
and I wakes up.

The next day comes,
Still bored,
Hell is like this,
Like a whole without end.

The newborn night claim me
And as fast as it came,

I'm off to dream, again.

This night,
The butler did came.

But it's because,

I heard some sounds in the kitchen floor,
I was upstairs.

Soon as I make sure,
There isn't anyone still up,

I slip from my bedroom,
and my nakes feet runs on the soft floor.

I try to see, but there is just the dim light
of the kitchen floor.
RedLantern

Chromatte wrote:
Are you afraid of the dark?

It's where we hide our deepest parts.
Our secrets, our maladies, our broken hearts.

Are you afraid of the dark?

It's the space between stars.
A place of unseen, unheard, and unknown mysteries beyond the scope of mars.

Are you afraid of the dark?

There's power there.
Alien and odd, something one can feel in the air.

Are you afraid of the dark?

It's cold and wet, and makes you feel so alone.
Yet, I find, it's where my fire truly shone.

~

Something quick just to keep the thread alive.

Been reading it gain, and I like it!

No one else, guys? :)
RedLantern

Turning you back to everything
Sealed mouths
Needs to be understand,
They speak words
And let the only ones worth
Comes to us.

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